At least I haven't gone crazy

The weekend was crazy.

The past week was crazy.

Hell, everything was turned upside down as soon as November entered.

I don't know but I think I'm way over my head here.

I was studying like a maniac for days last week. I was getting ready for my final exams and I was practically living in the library and studying til my head hurts.

Checked my exams and assessments website. I could've sworn my Project Management exam was on 5th of November but when I went to check it, it was on the 10th.

A conversation with Jono confirmed that it was either I didn't know how to read or I misread the 10 to a 5. I was literally pulling my hair out. I was frustrated and exhausted.

Since I was practically dead, I passed out as soon as my head hit the pillow. I didn't answer to any of my friends' phone calls. Closed my door and shut the blinds. I needed a good 12-hour sleep and I was determined to do just that.

The next day had me checking my mobile phone for messages. 11 missed calls, 8 messages.

The one night I decided to be anti-social, I became popular to everyone.

I missed out on Bernie's birthday dinner.

I missed out on going to The Drink with Amber.

And I missed out on hitting Surfers Paradise with Oz.

Doesn't sound like me, does it?

I think I'm slowly going back to the Old Nikki. I don't crash over at my friend's house anymore. I figured if I keep this up long enough, maybe my karma will change.

I've been keeping my mum happy for being at home. And I intend to keep it that way.


Bernie's BBQ

Bernie is no longer a teenager.

I actually feel bad, she said.

I don't. You're one of us. You're in your twenties, I cheered.

I remember feeling really old after I got out of my teenage years. I thought I would be really excited but I wasn't. I spent the day eating Doritos and talking with my ex-boyfriend. Nothing fun happened and I wasn't up to doing anything fun either.

Bernie threw a BBQ party but she wasn't psyched. We fought last week and we managed to avoid the topic as much as we can. We haven't talked about it so it was still a little gray til I came around for the party and told her what I felt.

I don't think we're entirely cool yet but I'm confident that we will be.

The BBQ was fun. The people from our old group was there. Minus James. Sigh. I actually miss him, can you believe?

We ended the night by having a few beers at home. Since I once again found my bed alluring, I managed to sober up and drove home.

I will find the time to write a heartfelt letter to my best friend. I don't think I'll post it up here though.